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June 17th, 2008


04:06 am - I'm a Vampire
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Full Blood Vampire You were born a vampire meaning no bite marks for you. Some say you are the direct descendent of a demon from hell, while others say you are descended from Vlad Tempish, also known as Dracula. Your skills are more powerful than a regular vampire's, the difference being impossible for humans to comprehend. It is said you can even call shadows to help you. You also have age control, meaning you may be 10,000 years old but can look 10 or 100 depending on what you like.

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June 15th, 2008


06:34 pm - Oh My.
 Well, I guess that I caught me a puppy. Tagged him even. 'Brat belongs to Kitty.' My brat.
Instructor J and I got together recently, and we fit each other so well. He even likes my B&B ideas. He's of Italian descent, a Saggittarius, and a chef in the making. Loves the color blue. Has a great smile. Likes it when I teach him a new word. English Minor me. He's in school for Business management, so that someday he can own his own restaurant, or at least so he can go in on the B&B with me. Loves me and mine. Likes my sister and my friends, though he has yet to really meet most of them. Wants kids someday, but totally agrees that now is definitely not the time. Not with him in school and me going back next year. And most definitely not with the both of us driving buses.
He's of the good old-fashioned romantic variety. Never takes more than I'm willing to give him.
I had him thank C when he was transfered back. C did set us up after all. Back when J was in the training dept teaching BTW, C decided that J really needed my phone number and/or email. As I missed seeing J because he was gone, in another city, completely disrupting my routine, I agreed. What can I say, I liked the boy. C said that he had been getting on him to ask me out, and that since he had my number to give him that he'd be even more insistant. I could just hug the man. I waited for weeks. Well maybe only two or so. And then J finally called me. A bit later he came back. 
A week or two later we went out to lunch for the first time. Mind you only as friends at that point. We talked for almost three hours.
After the new vote/bid started we went and saw Iron Man together. Again as friends. Though we had started getting questions at that point.
Can't say that I mind though. As a matter of fact the very same day that I agreed to be J's official girlfriend was the same day that I had just hours prior told a coworker that I wasn't dating him. LOL
He is my Companion. More than a friend, or lover, and something different from traditional family. He's mine. My Brat. My Puppy. I love him.
I wasn't expecting this. Never really thought that I'd love someone like this. It's so soft, gentle, and so different from anything I've felt for anyone else. I can break him with a word and just that thought hurts.
I almost was too late to tell him too. I was in an accident a bit over two weeks ago. A truck hit me as I was crossing the street. The driver wasn't paying attention. I'm just lucky that he stopped right as he hit me, or I would have been in the hospital. As it was I walked away from the scene with a set of lovely bruises and a sore elbow. Nothing more, thank Deity. The first thought I had was that I needed to tell him. So I txt-ed him. Then I called my sister. He called me back when his class went on a break. I scared him. Kinda scared me too. I told him after that. I just kept thinking that I almost didn't get to tell him. That I could have died and he never would have known. Still scares me. So I tell him everyday. Bruises are almost gone now, but the lesson remains. 
I'm finding me again. And I'm, oh, so glad that he's there to share it with me. To support me in it, and to just listen when I need it. Don't get me wrong, he does stand up to me too, but not in a way that makes me feel quilty or wrong for what I'm saying. It's nice.

the Gift

Time and Love are precious gifts
Given by a hand far gentler than mine
Time is not mine to hold
It flows past on butterfly wings
and Love it comes and goes
As it and it alone wills,
Strong as a lion's roar.
or gentle as a bashful smile.
It turns to indifferance or hate
with a single baleful glance,
Or, stays forever
with a gentle fragile grace.
My love came on tiny feet,
creeping in a broken door,
Bringing my reflection to the fore.
May it stay and never go.
A precious, fragile gift.

Sarah Wolff.
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Current Mood: [mood icon] content
Current Music: DJ Sammie - Heaven (Piano Ver.)

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April 23rd, 2008


12:37 pm - mush
Hmm....
My brain feels like mush. Half an hour of reading lessons with three toddlers will do that to you. Thank you J for the introduction of Sanity  before hand. I think I needed it. I determined that I needed to listen to rock to recover, so at the moment I have one earphone in listening to the radio through my comp. BPI Rocks. I just heard Sixx:AM
Pray for Me, I think I like it. I like that band. Oh and the song Diary of Jane by Breaking Benjamin.
See mush.

Current Location: the table
Current Mood: [mood icon] drained
Current Music: Mudvayne - Dull Boy

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09:21 am - Oh wow...

It's been a while since I've posted. I just keep meaning to and then I get sidetracked. Kids and sleep you know.
Ugh.
Anyways since I last updated I've had a couple of things happen. Mostly with the whole bus thing. Back in March I had an accident. A fence fell on my bus as I was going through a construction zone. Nearly broke my mirror. 
And then about two weeks ago my bus broke down. Mid-route of course. I was sitting at a stop for almost an hour and a half. Only half that time with a mechanic. Someone else had to take over my route until I could get back to it. Was nice reading time though. I got to sit on a bench just outside the door of my bus, in the shade of a couple of large trees, on a nice warm slightly breezy spring day. That was nice.
And then Sup P just had to go and jinx things. That Friday, he made the comment that nothing interesting ever happens to me when he's on duty. -_-' le sigh. One of my back tires went flat on Saturday. I blame him. Gods love him, but he shouldn't have said that. I ended up getting my bus traded out with one that has, as I phrase it, 'the suspension from Hell.' And Sup P had to sit with the other bus for three hours while the tire got changed out. 
And J's back on my bus. That was a nice surprise. He was a whole week early coming back from his work in the training dept. :-) My routine was all right again. And well, we went out to lunch last week. That was fun. Good food and good company. What more could you ask for. We talked for two hours. He keeps saying that he needs to get out more, and I know that feeling. But well at least he gets two days off. I only get one day, because of how short handed my company is. :p blech. That aside, after I get my new bid at the end of the week, we are going to plan trip to see Iron Man. I'm going to end up seeing it twice in theatre, because it's going to be a birthday gift to my friend Irish. A grown-up's night out. We don't get those that often. You know seeing as we all have kids... except for J, but he's young yet. LOL. 
I started a new fanfic and it seems to be going well thus far. I have half a dozen chapters hand written ahead of where I have typed which is a couple of chapters ahead of where I've posted. Seems to be working that way. Which is good.
Mmmm.... breakfast... GTG, my stomach is calling.


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Current Mood: [mood icon] amused
Current Music: Linkin Park - Shadow of the Day

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February 24th, 2008


12:24 am - Friends
 Some days I wonder why I try at all with this thing. My computer is an ass. I was most of the way through typing this post and it went and backpaged and lost it all. Argh.
Oh well.
Anyways as I was trying to say...
One of the regulars on my MTF route, Instructor J, showed up at the park-n-ride today. It was a total surprise, but a good one. He told me that the reason that he hasn't been around this week was that he was asked to do a month teaching newbies how to drive downtown. This means that he has weekends off now. So as he's not used to this, he was all bored and wondering around aimlessly. This apparently lead him to the PNR. He was sitting in his car thinking about getting on one of the buses and riding around for a while, when I pulled in and he recognized me. So, he came over and decided that he would ride around on my bus and keep me company for a while. A while turned out to be four of my trips, in other words three hours. We spent pretty much the whole time talking. One one of my layovers we showed off pictures. Me of my cats and daughter and him, pictures of his dog. He's a sweety. I don't think that me being five years older than him bothers him that much, because he offered to give me his phone number before he left. I turned him down, or more accurately told him not today, which really means later.
I think I may add him to the list of people that I call friend.

hmmm.

Night.

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Current Music: Three Days Grace "Never Too Late"

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February 22nd, 2008


09:56 pm - Sickness.

I hate being sick, it does strange things to my head. Like me accidentally deleting everything I wrote to post. So here is me writing something else rambling.

I think that I was originally going to rant about being abandonded by the other drivers who regularly ride my bus. Like J who usually rides my bus three days a week, but only did on Monday this week. But I don't know that I will now. 

Sigh.

My daughter is making it difficult to type. She's climbing all over my lap right now. Cute, but not condusive to typing.

Oh, I think that I may have wanted to gripe about stupid drivers trying to cut me off, or commit suiside by bus, or various other types of property damage.

 Or maybe the stupidity of illnesses that make it impossible to sleep properly, or something like that.


Current Mood: [mood icon] sleepy
Current Music: Disturbed "Down with the Sickness"

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February 21st, 2008


10:38 pm - Sigh.
Well anyways life continues as it always does. I spoke with B and S today.
B because he was at the park-n-ride on layover for a few minutes while I was waiting for the driver I was relieving to show up. He pissed me off. He had the nerve to refer to me as "woman." Grrr. I hate it when guys do that. It is so patronizing. I know that he was having a bad day, what with his car getting repo'ed and all, but give me a break. So, I told him that he shouldn't do that again as it was offensive and that if he wants to talk to me he had better call me by my name or nothing.
But the bright spot was that S called me today. Totally made my afternoon. I needed that. My bus was being slow. No power to it until it got into third gear. Unfortunately a cronic condition for the older buses that us city drivers have to deal with. M was telling me that I need to come over to the dark side so that I can drive one of his company's cushy regional buses. That got us started talking about the Borg, and the renaissance, and clocks. M's kinda funny sometimes. I blame it on the profession. We're all a little barmy.
Anyways, I was going to talk about S calling me. He's off on vacation visiting family in AZ. When we talked he was on his way to Flagstaff to see his niece, before heading to the Grand Canyon. He sounded a bit tired, but happy. I'm going to miss having him over on Sunday for his every-other-week message. As a matter of fact, I just miss him. He's been gone for a week. Things always just seem a bit quieter when he's not around for me to bug. But he did say that he was happy to talk with me and that he liked the slice of cake I gave him for Valentine's day before he left.
Sometime's I really wonder if I'm not quite as grown-up as I think I should be.
*shakes head*
Well, the cake thing. It's a personal tradition. Every year I make Devil's Food cake for Valentine's day. It's the only time I make it, and I always make enough to share. This year I sextupled my baking. Instead of just the usual double layer that I make for myself, I also made one for my friend K's household and three cakes plus a batch of two dozen cupcakes for work. It's a lot of baking. But everyone seems to have loved it and my General Manager G, even offered me reimbursement the next time I want to bake cakes for the rest of the drivers. 
Wow. Ain't life interestin'. 

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Current Music: Jewel "Foolish Games"

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February 20th, 2008


10:12 pm - Botherment
So, Friday Sup P came to me on one of my trips through the bus station and asked me to come find him on my next trip, he wanted to talk to me about something. Nothing unusual about this. He's a fun guy to talk to. But anyways I didn't think anything of it. Anyways I got back with four of my five minutes available to talk with him. So I got my bus all secured and went to find him, but he was already on his way to me. So I let my passengers on board and stood outside talking with him. He asked me about B actually. It turns out that someone, probably one of the other drivers, had expressed concern that B had been following me around alot lately and that he might be harrassing me. I told Sup P that I didn't think that it had gotten that far. Just that he was being annoying and that I could handle it currently. I told him that if it did start to bother me that way that I would let him know. Sup P is a good guy. He kind of treats me like a kid sister. He said that he would take care of me. I like having a supervisor that I can talk to like that. I kind of like having him as a big brother type.
Current Mood: [mood icon] drained
Current Music: David Bowie "Bring me the Disco King"

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February 19th, 2008


12:08 am - Writer's Block: In Honor of President's Day

Describe what you think makes a great president.


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Ethics.

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February 17th, 2008


11:44 pm - Suitors...
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Current Music: Flyleaf "Fully Alive"

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12:56 am - Life as it is.
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Current Music: Apocalyptica "Nothing Else Matters"

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February 16th, 2008


11:18 am - It's the end of the World...
and I'm not sure that I feel fine. As a matter of fact I feel kind of icky. I hate having allergies and/or colds. Either way.  I also don't like being woken up at 7 in the morning be a toddler that refuses to sleep past dawn. Ugh. My sister works nights, I work days, so some of them end up like this. Unfortunately for me, as I was over at a friends house I didn't actually get to bed until sometime around 2 or 3. But the magic of baby food and swaddling worked like a charm for getting him back to sleep for two more hours. Yay me. So by the time all was said and done I actually got close to six hours of sleep. So I've been spending my morning watching children. -_-  *sigh* I somehow always manage to get a headache from watching kids. I'm not meant to watch more than on or two at a time.  I just don't have the patience for it. I can deal with grownup's just fine, kids just baffle me. I'm so old, and yet I'm not. I'm told that I look like a teenager and yet also that I have an old soul. I believe that sometimes, just because I feel like I'm older than I am. Maybe I am. I don't think that the gods would let us feel any older than we actually are. I think I'm just babbling at this point. Gods know I do that when I'm tired. Blessed be.
Current Mood: [mood icon] tired
Current Music: REM "It's the End of the World"

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February 15th, 2008


11:02 pm - Letter to S
I missed you today. I wanted so much to tell you all about the crotchity old guy who complained because I followed regulations and wouldn't let him off somewhere that wasn't a stop. Or about how persnickity my bus was today. My 342 trip started off a little late today because the dumb thing wouldn't start for five minutes. Talk about a pain in my ass. I was about ready to call dispatch on it when it started to work. I was six minutes late. But what has me all proud of myself is the fact that I had the time all made up by the time I got to your stop. But since it was Friday you weren't there. And then I had to get all sentimental and start missing you, because I realized that you wouldn't be there on Monday for me to bug, or behind me on the way to LGMT on Sunday. Which of course lead to me thinking that I had no reason to dawdle at my last stop anymore on Sunday's. And then I sighed. So, I started to write a letter to you, which of course as I don't know your email could be a little tricky to deliver or show you. But I needed to write it anyways. So here is my little letter to you. I hope you and little Sally-pup are having fun. Good night.   
Current Mood: [mood icon] melancholy
Current Music: Corey Taylor "Bother"

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